A lot of things happening
A lot of changes to be made
My heart craves for a little freedom
But none comes to my aid.
To break free of the chains,
My soul is struggling hard
To save itself from the attacks,
The old me has taken on a gaurd.
The transition from one phase to another
Is actually difficult to make
While everyone expects me to change (or evolve)
I beg for some time, for my sake.
Struggle is going on non-stop
And it will continue to go on.
A new game is being played by life
But I'll take all its challenges head-on.
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A Love for Poetry
PoesieThis is a collection of random poems written by me. Hope you will like it.. :-) Happy Reading! #Ranked 10 on 24 June 2018
